A bright light rose in Mo Ling's eyes. He suddenly turned his head and looked at her in disbelief. He sighed, shook his head and said, "I didn't expect, Wei'er, as a woman, you can think like this, and I... it's too...
Ashamed."
Bai Weiwei traced the lines of the attic railings with her fingers, turned her eyes to look into the distance, and softly lowered her voice and said words that only the two of them could hear: "It doesn't matter, you have done a good job. Why bother?
What about the past? When a person is alive, he should look at the overall situation. A big man should be concerned about all directions, strive for great achievements, and benefit all people. Not everyone
They are all thinking about those past events just like you. The people never care about who becomes the emperor. All they care about is who can give them a happy life. If you feel sorry for that person, then make up for it from now on. If you can't make up for him, you can
To make up for his people, these are all in the hands of the leader, and you are just right, aren't you?"
Bai Weiwei knew in her heart that the person Mo Ling felt guilty must be the prince who was killed in the palace. She remembered that Yun'er once said that more than ten years ago, the emperor was on a patrol and was assassinated in the palace, and all the people accompanying him were killed.
Mo Ling should have had a good relationship with the prince at that time, otherwise, he wouldn't have felt guilty for so many years.
Historically, political power has been so unpredictable that it is a rare treasure. Although what Mo Ling experienced was cruel, it pales in comparison.
Alas, Mo Ling... is really a gentleman.
Bai Weiwei put her hands in front of her eyes to block the sunlight, and looked carefully at the pavilion on the top of the rockery not far away. There was no one there.
"I understand what you mean, Wei'er." Mo Ling returned to his usual cheerful demeanor and bowed his hands to her politely: "Mo Ling didn't figure it out before. He was stuck in a swamp and couldn't extricate himself. He never cared about political affairs.
I have been idle for many years and have read the books of sages in vain. After listening to your words today, I suddenly feel that my heart is open. In the future, I will work diligently to serve the country and the people. What I do is not for myself.
I'll just make it up to him. Thank you Wei'er for being willing to enlighten me regardless of the past grudges. Mo Ling is ignorant and has a confused heart by nature. I only blame myself for meeting you too late. Bai Taiwei said that he only owes one person in this life, so why not Mo Ling?
No, Mo Ling only owes two people in this life. One of them has passed away, and the other..." Mo Ling raised his eyes and looked at her: "I only hope that person can give me a chance to make up for my mistakes. I will definitely try my best to make up for my mistakes. Thank you!
"
"Well," Bai Weiwei withdrew her gaze and her hands that were illuminated by the glow. Mo Ling was so persistent and kind that she was at a loss: "Mo Ling... some mistakes can be made up for, and some are unnecessary...
…Maybe that person is living a good life and doesn’t need it at all?”
Mo Ling closed her eyes. She was such a smiling and intelligent woman, but she was married to a farmer. How could that farmer give her a smile?... She must still be resenting him in her heart.
Opening his eyes again, he suppressed his heartache and loss, regained his clarity, and said with a smile: "It doesn't matter, I know what I owe, and I will pay back whatever I owe."
"..." Bai Weiwei felt that she couldn't talk about this topic anymore. She had just recovered him from the whirlpool of memories. Now, it seemed inappropriate to hit him hard again. Besides, he hadn't seen his father yet, so
He was not allowed to arrange for Xi'er to work as Lu Kaichen's personal maid. It would be bad if she offended him.